Cattleya
Byron lay down his pruning shears when he heard the chime of the door alarm. Pushing the curtain aside he entered the front of the flower shop to find a tall, stately woman standing at the counter. It's Cynthia Graham. It must be. She's just as George described her. She's beautiful... "Good morning Ms. Graham. I have your orchid ready." "Why thank you, but where is George? Is he ill?" "No, he's on a buying trip to the Pacific Rim. He'll be back in a few weeks. My name is...